Hallelujah, Amen, holy mother, something happened the other day. For the first time since Amelie was born, four months ago, I went for a walk, by myself, and it felt so good. I walked along the ocean, contemplated my life, where I am now, where I've been, where I want to go. I thought of Rumi's words, “dive into the boiling sea of passion and all grief with run from you,” and I literally felt with each step I was leaving my sadness behind, walking into the next horizon, the next season, the next chapter of my life, with my husband so close to me. Sending him peace, sending me peace, and seeing in brilliant color the vision for this next part of my life. Now is when I fully embrace my work as a healer, as a writer, now is when I truly enjoy my life. I envision myself taking Ava boogie boarding, I envision me taking myself surfing. I envision myself giving my daughters the best life, and giving myself the best life, because now is the moment that I realize I deserve it. I've always deserved it, but now is the moment that I fully realize it, as all of my grief, all of my suffering, and all of my pain have led to this beautiful light horizon. My God, I thank all that is holy, I recognize it and I praise it. Every. Single. Day.